Emily, with her vision already beginning to blur under the influence of alcohol, reached for the glass Mia held out with trembling hands. The liquid tasted bitter on her tongue, but she swallowed it quickly, hoping to relieve the shivering pain in her heart.
However, with each sip, Emily’s heartbeat quickened, an undefinable heat crawling around her body, accompanied by dripping cold sweat, as if her own body were rebelling, demanding something. In the nightclub’s darkness, Emily didn’t notice the sly smile that crossed Mia’s face, her eyes glittering as she watched her evil plan unfold perfectly.
Mia’s male friend, who had spoken to her on the phone, finally arrived. “Where’s that woman?” he asked.
Mia simply gestured with the tail of her eye towards the woman in front of her. The drunken Emily’s breathing was getting worse, her desire was peaking, and her body felt extremely hot.
“What happened to this woman?” asked Mia’s friend with worry in her eyes.
“I just added some medicine to her drink. You’ll definitely enjoy it later. Have a night full of pleasure,” Mia whispered with a sly smile.
“You’re not a good friend,” the man said.
“She’s not my friend. Take her away from here,” Mia said.
“Thank you for preparing tonight’s surprise for me,” said the man with a sly smile.
“Oh, before you go, can you grant me one request?” asked Mia, her eyes sparkling with anticipation.
“What is it?” asked the man, curiosity radiating from his face.
“Send me something to remember your night together. A photo or video, perhaps? I’d really appreciate it. Can you?” Mia pleaded softly.
“Sure, that’s no problem,” the man replied easily.
As the man prepared to leave with the frail Emily in his arms, Mia called out to him once more. “Wait, I need something from this woman, her cell phone.”
***
In a distant place, Daniel felt a sudden pulse of anxiety. Something was wrong-his instincts were screaming, forcing him to act. He had tried to contact Emily many times, but the phone was not picked up. He immediately activated the tracking app on his phone, his heart racing as Emily’s location coordinates appeared on the screen. Without thinking, he immediately drove to the coordinates.
Daniel followed the flashing coordinates on his phone screen, which led him to one of the most famous nightclubs in the city. As soon as he arrived, a wave of thunderous music greeted him, as if penetrating to the marrow of his bones. With sharp eyes, Daniel scanned the crowd, looking for Emily. His steps stopped at the bar counter.
“Excuse me, do you see this woman here?” asked Daniel in an urgent voice, pointing at Emily’s face in the photo.
“Oh, this woman?” the bartender nodded, remembering. “Yes, she was here for a while earlier, but then someone took her away.”
Daniel’s brow furrowed, a sign of concern. “Someone took her away?” his voice shook slightly, seeking reassurance.
“At first, she seemed to enjoy her drink with a female friend, but not long after, it seemed like a male friend came to pick her up,” the bartender explained, trying to remember more details.
Daniel felt his heart stop for a moment at the bartender’s words. “Thank you,” he said briefly, as his mind raced. He checked the tracking app on his phone again, and yes, Emily’s location was confirmed here. How could he not find Emily? His gaze scanned every corner of the crowded nightclub, looking for signs of Emily’s whereabouts, but to no avail.
Suddenly, his eyes fell on an all-too-familiar figure, Mia, who was dancing vigorously with a man. The glass of alcohol in her hand added wildness to her movements. Daniel felt that something was not right. Mia was here, in the same place where Emily had been detected.
Daniel broke through the crowd on the dance floor, heading towards Mia, who was lost in the music. With a decisive movement, he reached for Mia’s hand, causing a drop of alcohol to spill from the glass she was holding. “Mr. Daniel?” Mia’s eyes widened, surprised by Daniel’s sudden presence.
“We have something to talk about,” Daniel said in an urgent voice, and without waiting for an answer, he pulled Mia away from the crowd and noise, seeking a quieter place for the inevitable confrontation.
In a quieter place away from the crowded club, Daniel looked at Mia with an unwavering gaze. “Where’s Emily?” his voice was flat, but contained an authority that could not be ignored.
Mia tried to maintain her composure, but there was a tremor of fear hidden behind her eyes. “What do you mean?” she asked, trying to hide her panic.
“Don’t play games with me, Mia. You know exactly what I’m asking. Where’s Emily?” Daniel repeated his question, this time in a more pressing tone, as if every word was an order.
“I… I don’t know, sir. I know nothing about Emily,” Mia replied, but her voice sounded hollow, as if she herself was unsure of what she was saying.
Daniel looked at Mia with a penetrating gaze, as if he could see straight into her soul. “Your time to play is up,” he said, his voice cool as ice. “Tell me right now, or you will suffer the consequences.”
Mia felt a pressure in her throat, a sudden fear that made it difficult for her to swallow. Cold sweat broke out on her temples while she tried hard to remain calm. “I really don’t know, sir. I haven’t seen Emily since I got here,” Mia said in a trembling voice.
Daniel’s jaw hardened and his hand firmly gripped Mia’s chin, making Mia look up and meet Daniel’s sharp, frightening gaze. Mia felt Daniel’s strong arms suddenly grip her neck, making it difficult for her to breathe. The glass in Mia’s hand fell to the floor. With both hands, Mia tried to shake off the grip, but her strength was no match for Daniel. Mia’s face turned red and her breath came in short gasps until Daniel finally released his tight grip on Mia’s neck.
“Cough… Cough…” Mia coughed, trying to regain her breath.
Daniel took out his cell phone, his finger dancing nimbly over the screen, searching for the contact number of his destination. Without hesitation, he pressed the green button, and the line connected with a decisive click.
“Hello, Mr. Morgan. Can you spare a moment?” Daniel’s voice sounded calm, yet there was a tone of authority that could not be ignored.
“I have something important, a secret that I must reveal,” he added, his voice steady.
Mia, who was standing a few steps away from Daniel, felt her heart still racing from the earlier incident. Her breath caught, choked with shock and fear. Was Daniel talking about her secret? Was he going to tell his father his secret?
With hurried steps, Mia approached Daniel, her hands trembling as she held Daniel’s arm. Her pleading eyes sought understanding in Daniel’s cold, unwavering gaze.
“Don’t do this. I’ll tell you everything.” Mia’s voice was barely audible, a whisper filled with desperation.
Daniel turned to Mia. There was an undefined flash of emotion in his eyes before he spoke back into the phone.
“Sorry, Mr. Morgan. I’ll call you back,” he said, and with a short squeeze, the line went dead, leaving the room in a tense silence.
“Where’s Emily?” asked Daniel, his voice rising, showing a sense of urgency that couldn’t be contained.
“Can we talk somewhere more private?” Mia pleaded.
“You’d better not waste too much time, and I don’t like being lied to,” Daniel warned, his voice firm and undeniable, and Mia could only nod obediently.
Mia led Daniel to a VIP room inside the nightclub. She took out a cell phone from her bag, but inadvertently, Daniel noticed another cell phone lying on the table. Surprise flashed across his face as he found Emily’s cell phone on the table. That was the reason his tracking app had brought him to this nightclub.
“So, you kept this phone,” Daniel’s voice was low but filled with controlled anger.
“Tell me now, where is Emily?”